I happened to look up at the exact moment that the angle of the sun lit a narrow, diagonal beam of light on the wall from the top of the window on one wall to the handle of the door on the far side of the room. For a minute I just stared at it, realizing that the angle was a direct arrow towards the position of the sun, which at that exact moment was peering down from hundreds of thousands of miles away to pry into this window and land on that door handle and I’d happened to choose that same moment to look up and take note. Even as I watched, I could see the light beginning to move as the sun continued its inevitable transit across the sky. The movement was slow, but perceptible; like the minute hand on a clock. I realized that it wasn’t the sun that was moving, but the earth. I became aware of the impossible swiftness of the turning planet, rolling through space on its wobbling, spinning orbit. 

After that, an afternoon of paperwork felt rather prosaic.


~ by Gwydhar Gebien on January 24, 2017.

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